date night with Jackie fluffy + smut, fluffy because his family helped him plan it, and Jackie’s being sweet and romantic. Smut for the night time
. .˚ ⋆ Annoited.. ⋆. .˚ ...by Miguel 💋
pairing: Jackie Jackson x reader
Summary: It's your birthday, and Jackie asks his siblings to help him make the perfect date. Afterwards, he plans on giving you his REAL gift.
Heads up ⋆ fluff & Explicit! this is lowkey long asf, cute date, appearance of Jackson siblings, Jackie gives you a massage 👀
Beverly Hills, California -- 9:23am
“Happy Birthday, my baby!” You were slightly startled as your mom jumped out in front of the stairs, waving her hands.
“Momma!” you giggled, continuing to walk down the stairs.
She captured you in a hug before peppering your face in kisses, sprinkling your face with red lipstick marks.
You giggled playfully pushing her off you.
“Thank you momma.” you lightly smiled
“Come on! you need to see your gifts before I head out!” She grabbed your arm leading you to the dining room. Her jewelry chiming as she pranced through the house.
On the dining room table, you were met with an ensemble of gifts on the table, and yes, they were all from her.
“I can’t believe my baby girl is 21 nowww..!” She placed another aggressive kiss on your cheek leaving a full lip print on the side.
“Oh momma please! that sounds so grown up.” you winced picking up one of the card envelopes, running your fingers over the silver lined paper.
“It is!” she shrugged. “but you still my baby girl.”
“Oh, and here,” She began to dig in her purse before pulling out a powdery pink envelope. “This is from yo sorry daddy,” she rolled her eyes holding the card up.
you chuckled, taking it from her. The card held some weight to it, as always.
“Aww, be nice to daddy, he does good!”
“He does alright.” she pouted her lips furrowing her eyes brows. “He said he gone be by later, he got some big extravagant gift, something- I don’t know, I hung up on him this morning.”
“Yall so silly, why can’t you both get along.”
“We did real good. A long time ago, that’s why you're here.” she let out a giggle with a wink, both her hands hung on your shoulder.
“alright..thanks for that…” you mumbled. “Anyway, when is later because..I got plans.”
“Yeah I know, he’ll be alright, don't worry bout’ him.” She pulled away, picking up her sunglasses. “Speaking of, your handsome boyfriend came by real early,” she walked away, targeting the white apparel box wrapped with a light pink ribbon leaning against the table.
“He said it’s for tonight-“ she said, offering the box to you.
“Oh my goodness!” You cut her off, dropping your daddy’s envelope, reaching for the big box.
“Well damn..” your momma muttered, raising an eyebrow.
“He said he had a surprise tonight..are you coming home or…?” She questioned, picking her purse back up.
“..I don’t know actually,” you lowered the box from your view to meet her gaze, “but if I don’t, you’ll know where I’m at.”
“mhmm” she hummed, “well, I have to go sweetness, I’ll see you..later, tomorrow probably.” She said, placing another red kiss on your cheek.
Her heels began to click against the stone as she walked towards the front door.
“Bye momma! I love you,” you waved her off, following her to the front.
“love you too,” she shut the door with a click, leaving you alone in the big house. You watched as her silver cadillac pulled out, not before almost striking the mailbox at the end of the bricked driveway. She couldn't drive worth a damn, but she loved getting expensive cars.
You shook your head walking away from the front windows. Revisiting the gifts on the table, your main focus was your gift from your boyfriend, Jackie. You pulled on the ribbon, unraveling it. You lifted the paper lid to reveal a beautiful black lavish dress folded in half. You picked up the top half of the dress, that alone already displayed how beautiful the dress would be.
“Ouuu he’s trying to get in trouble tonight..” you muttered to yourself, setting the dress back into the box. There was a note card tucked into the side of the box. You picked it up to see the message,
‘Call me when you wake up, beautiful.’
You placed the heavy tea kettle on the stove, turning the silver knob to start the heat. You picked up the phone above the ceramic countertops, dialing his house number. The phone rang as you pressed the cold phone to your ear.
“Hello, Jackie Jackson.” His smooth and soft voice spoke on the compressed line. His voice over the phone was enough to make you melt right here, right now.
“Goodmorning handsome,” You spoke with a sweet purr in your voice.
Jackie chuckled on the line.
“Hey mama, Happy Birthday.”
“Thank you for my beautiful dress, baby.” you pressed the phone to your ear using your shoulder, using your hands to start pre-prepping your tea.
“Of course, I had to get something beautiful for my beautiful lady.” He started. “It's for tonight.”
“Whats tonight?” you hummed.
“Well, I can’t tell you just yet, but we are going to my Hayvenhurst tonight.”
“Ohhh, really, I'm excited.” You reached for the tea kettle before it began to pierce your ears with its pitched whistle.
“Until then, we’re going out, what time do you want me to come get you?”
You stepped back from the counter taking a glance at the kitchen clock mounted above the stove.
“Hmm, 12:45 work?” you swirled the spoon inside your mug, feeling the steam emanate from the porcelain.
“Anytime works for me, mama.” Jackie Jackson is too smooth for his own good.
“Okay Jackie,” you giggled playfully, rolling your eyes “12:45.” You repeated.
“Okay, see you girl, I love you.” He replied.
You placed the phone back on the prongs. Revisiting your cup of tea, you tapped the spoon against the rim of the mug before placing it in the sink. You walked over to the dining table, picking up the box and beginning to go upstairs.
You spent the next two and half hours getting ready, while your record player filled the background of your room. Everything was turning out effortlessly perfect, your makeup, hair and you had the cutest little outfit on for whatever Jackie had planned.
While sitting at your vanity adding final touches, your doorbell rang, lightly startling you with a jump. You stood from your vanity, grabbed your purse, and before flying out the door, you lifted up the tonearm on your record player, stopping the music. Your heels rapidly clicked down the steps as you rushed down the spiral stairwell. Reaching the door, you peered out the window for a quick second, your hand already on the knob.
“Jackie!” You wrapped your arms around his neck, his wrapping around your waist.
“Hey, beautiful.” He placed a kiss on the side of your face.
You turned your head to place a kiss on his lips, moving your hands to cup his face.
“You ready?” He said still cradling your lower body.
“Yup, where are we going?” You pulled away.
“Shopping,” he replied simply, "I'm going to let you burn a hole in my pocket.” He leaned against the doorframe.
“Ouu, don't tell me that…” You warned, digging in your bag for your house key. He chuckled, pushing himself off the frame, stepping back into the sunlight, waiting for you to follow him.
Once you found your house key, stepped out, closing and locking the door behind you. Jackie took your purse for you, walking you back to his idling car. He opened up the door, allowing you to get in, placing your bag in your lap, closing it and walking over to his side.
Jackie drove you both into L.A, taking you to your favorite galleria. He stood by his word, he let you get anything you wanted, taking you to any store you wanted. He was to act as a human card while he followed behind you carrying all your bags. He’d sit down in the stores and give you his opinion on the clothes you’d try on, or pick one of the many lipgloss colors you'd show him. He watched you through his sunglasses as his pretty girlfriend acted as a child in a candy store, letting you pick out your own birthday gifts.
“Baby? How you feelin’? Done?” He said passing the store clerk his card, looking at you by his side.
“Yeah, I think I’ve got my fulfilled desires,” You suddenly clung onto his arm, “Thank you babyyy..” You grinned at him.
“Anytime,” he said, smiling down at you.
“Ouu, don't say that..” you playfully winced, pulling away from his arm.
He grabbed the bagged item from the counter letting out a chuckle, holding another one of your many bags over his shoulder.
“Okayy, what now?” you started as you both made your way to exit the large shopping centre.
“Im taking you back to your house to put on that pretty dress, then I'm taking you to Hayvenhurst.”
You hummed, your attention being ahead.
“Are your parents there?”
“No…they are out of town actually, just my brothers and sisters.”
You looked up at Jackie, he was seemingly trying to hold back a smile, his nerves starting to be put to work. You hummed in suspicion now, wondering what could possibly be at his parents house where his siblings are residing.
Jackie eventually got you and all your bags back to the car, he opened your door letting you get in while he loaded the shopping bags into the back seat. Shutting both doors, he walked around the front to let himself in as well.
It was a quiet ride home this time, Jackie letting the music take over the social aspect.
He was actually growing quite nervous…he had done his part, now he needed to depend on his siblings for the rest.
The sun began to grow tired, the afternoon growing older as the sun slowly fell down the horizon. Jackie pulled into your long driveway, unclicking his seat belt as he turned off the car.
“Baby, can I use your phone inside?” He turned towards you.
He smiled, giving you a quick kiss on your lips. An attempt to soothe himself. Didn't work.
He stepped out of the car, going to your side to let you out.
“Do you need help with the bags, Jackie?” You asked, stepping out of the car.
“No uh..,” He cleared his throat, “I’ll come back out to get them after I make the call..” He said placing a hand on the back of his neck.
You looked at him, a smirk spreading on your face,
“Okay…” you said, raising an eyebrow.
You both walked to the door, you began to dig in your purse for your house key.
Unlocking the door, you were both let inside.
“Ill be back, baby.” You stood on your tippy toes to leave a glossy kiss mark on his cheek before hurrying upstairs.
You decided to take your time because Jackie was clearly up to something, he's terrible at hiding things. Entering your room, you pressed your idling needle back down to your record, letting Aretha Franklin play lightly in your room.
You started freshening yourself up, touching up your makeup, readjusting your hair. The little things. When it was time for you to get in your dress, you spent exactly ten minutes parading to your music in front of a fake crowd around your room, holding it in front of your body. You finally stepped in front of your mirror, still holding it in front of your body, a smirk growing on your lips.
When you finally got into the dress, you noticed parts of your bra were running the aesthetic of the overall dress.
“Okay…we’re just gonna lose this…” you muttered, unclasping the back straps, sliding the straps down and tossing it aside. You really didn't need one anyway, the corset offered you enough support on its own. You looked at the dress in the mirror, a beautiful gown, the skirt falling all the way down to your feet, a small pool of fabric meeting your floor. You slightly turned your back realizing you had to zip up somehow without your boyfriend's assistance.
After fighting with the zipper for 5 minutes, you were finally ready. You walked over to your record player, raising the needle once more, shutting off the music. You drew the curtains over your wide windows, and before you left, you cut out the lights. The hallway leading to the steps were dimmed, only a bit of light that had been left by the setting sun peaking into the house.
“Sig?” You called out as you descended the stairs holding the extra fabric of your gown. Silence.
“Sigmund.” you repeated yourself again reaching the bottom of the stairs. The body of the house was beginning to be swallowed by the dim outside lighting. No sign of life in the remaining space in the house.
You held your clutch close to you as you walked toward the front door. Stepping outside, you closed and locked the door behind you.
You continued forward, and that's when you finally saw him. He was leaning against his car, arms folded, now wearing a black suit.
Your eyes instantly lit up seeing him, continuing to walk towards him.
“Sig, you look so sexy…” You said approaching him.
“Thank you, beautiful.” He leaned down to kiss you, “You look perfect.” He admired the way the dress hugged your body and the graceful flowiness of your train.
“You ready?” He motioned towards the car with his head.
Jackie took the clutch from your arms and opened the passenger door, letting you inside. He passed your bag back and shut the door behind him, before going to the drivers side.
The car ride didn't take long to Encino, soon he pulled up to the large platform outside his old family home. Nobody was outside and every downstairs light was lit up on the inside.
Jackie got out, immediately going for your side. He offered his hand to help you out of the car, your heels clicking against the stone driveway, Jackie bent his arm, offering it as he escorted you to the familiar front door. Your hand lightly lay on his clothed bicep, properly balancing yourself.
He rang the doorbell and waited for someone to answer, taking a deep breath. You both stood in silence as you anticipated what was to come next.
“Jackie-” You were suddenly cut off when the double doors began to slowly open. Standing in the doorway was Marlon. He was dressed in a tux finished with a deep red bowtie.
“Oh yes, you must be the…reservation for tonight.” Marlon spoke, holding his neck high, imitating..some kind of accent you've never heard in your life.
You quietly giggled, already starting to catch wind of what Jackie had in mind.
“Yes sir, reservation for two,” Jackie spoke back, playing along.
“Well, yes, right this way ma’am AND sir.” Marlon stepped aside, letting you both inside with an arm of guidance. Inside was filled with their warm lighting, the downstairs being slightly warmed, the smell of food filling your scent.
“Well, hello, welcome in!” Michael’s higher pitched soft voice spoke, a joy in his voice as he walked into the foyer, also wearing a tux.
“Michael, this is the reservation for two.” Marlon spoke again in his faux deep and accented voice, shutting the double doors. His words dragged along. “Please formally escort them to their table.”
“Ohhhh, yes. Please wait here for a moment.” Michael walked off, further into the house, leaving you three in the entry hall. You looked around the first floor, black balloons scattered around with red roses replacing the vases in the house.
“Wow..” you muttered under your breath.
Michael then returned, this time having Janet by his side who was trying to uphold this huge bouquet of roses that was almost as big as her.
“Yes ma’am, we also received these this morning, from a gentleman by the name of..Jackie Jackson.” He said cutting his eyes to Jackie who now had this huge grin on his face. Janet then stepped forward offering you the bouquet.
You crouched down cradling the bouquet of flowers from her, now seeing the cute deep red dress she had on.
“Thank you, Jan.” you said with a smile, before standing back up
“Please follow us, pretty lady, and boyfriend,” Janet said, placing her hands on her hips, sharply turning on her heels.
You both followed behind Janet and Michael as they took you both through the first floor. The scent of food became stronger, and you began to whiff your favorite food scents. Passing the kitchen, You see Latoya in the kitchen who had been adding finishing touches. She looked up hearing the 4 pairs of feet shuffling nearby.
A smile immediately appeared on her face giving you an enthusiastic wave.
“You look so pretty!” she squealed, bringing her hands to her mouth.
“Thank you, Toya.” You smiled, waving back.
“Sorry,” Janet turned around, continuing to walk backwards, “Our chef is very chatty tonight, we’ll take it off your bill.”
You and Jackie exchanged looks, breaking out into quiet chuckles continuing forward.
Michael and Janet led you both outside to the backyard, the pool was lit up shining a beautiful teal, contrasting the dim golden hues of the sunset. You also spotted Tito and Jermaine who had been standing off to the side, messing with their guitars in the distance.
“Eh EM.” Michael cleared his throat bringing a closed fist to his mouth, getting their attention.
Tito and Jermaine froze, their attention turning towards the noise in the distance. They immediately straightened up, Jermaine rushing to clip his bass strap across his tuxedo, Tito who was already ready smiled at the mini group, offering a small wave.
“Here is your entertainment for tonight,” Michael said motioning towards the duet.
“They can play anything you’d like if you ask! I think..” Michael began walking again, leading you two to the beautiful table set up, set across from the pool with a pretty view of the sunset.
“Here is where the pretty lady and Boyfriend will be seated tonight.” Janet spoke, pulling out your chair for you, Jackie walked around to his spot, sitting across from you.
Michael took your bouquet of flowers from you, setting them on the empty seat next to you, allowing you to sit down.
“Please give us a moment, your hosts will be with you here and in a second.” Michael said before turning away, walking back towards the house, Janet following her tall brother close behind. On his way inside, Michael clapped at his two older brothers, telling them to start playing.
Jermaine and Tito began lightly playing their version of My Girl on their instruments, offering light background music against the light cascade of water from the pool.
“Wow…” you said looking around at the setting, “Jackie, this is crazy, how did you get them to do this?”
Jackie chuckled, “For you, baby. Happy Birthday.”
“Oh! And the roses are beautiful..thank you.” you added on, tilting your head with a beautiful smile.
“Well, pardon me,” a voice spoke approaching the table, it was Marlon who was still taking this as seriously as he could. He was holding a bottle of champagne inside a bucket filled with ice. His little brother Randy was standing next to him, holding two empty glasses.
“We have…uh..” He rotated the bucket trying to find the name on the glass bottle, his eyebrows furrowing. “Uh..well we have this for tonight.” his voice suddenly perked back up, getting back into character, placing the bucket in the middle of the black velvet table cloth.
“And this is my assistant for tonight, Randall Steven. Call him for any extra request.” Marlon patted Randy’s afro as he placed the glasses on the table.
“Thank you boys.” You said giggling, passing one of the glasses to Jackie.
“We will be back shortly with some signature dishes by our gourmet chef, Toya.” Marlon turned on his heels, dragging his baby brother with him, still keeping his neck extended upwards.
“Marlon is so silly,” you said as Jackie took the bottle from the bucket, opening the bottle with a soft pop.
“I knew out of all of them that he, Mike and probably Latoya would take it most seriously.” He began to pour the sparkling beverage into both your glasses.
“Janet had me pretty convinced.”
“Shes always like that.” He said placing the bottle back into the ice was soft crunch.
“Yeah..you right..” You chuckled, “So is this why you were so nervous earlier, I saw that.” You started tracing the rim of your cup.
“Maybe..” He raised the glass to his lips, taking a sip.
“And, when and where did you even change?”
“In your house, after I called here, I went back outside to get your..bags.”
“How’d you know I wouldn't catch you?”
“Oh please, girl. You were going to take long enough, you always do.”
You giggled, slightly throwing your head back..
“Okay, Jackie.” You finally picked up your glass, taking a sip.
Jackie just stared at you, admiration if you will.
“What's wrong?” you put your glass down on the table.
“Well…are you enjoying yourself so far?...I wanted to try something different this time.”
“Jackie, I love it. I've had an amazing day today because of you.” You smiled at him, “and my momma, but um…”
Jackie chuckled, you could see his face finally relax, his tensions fading away. He had been on edge ever since you guys came back to your house earlier.
“Madam, and Sir, here is dinner.” Marlon suddenly appeared in front of your table, nearly causing you to jump out your skin. “My trustee assistant, Randall Stevensons, will serve you now.”
“Stevensons?” Randy turned his head toward Marlon, a crinkled expression falling on his face.
“Hush boy.” Marlon seethed, popping the back of his neck, “Give 'em’ the food.”
Your mouth hung open in a smile watching the banter unfold, Jackie tilted his head to the side giving his brothers a silent warning.
Marlon looked back up, giving out a nervous chuckle. “Eh em uh…apologies. Please enjoy the food that my assistant is going to give you now.” Marlon over enunciated the last couple words, relaying the received warning to Randy.
Randy placed the plates on the table, his free hands falling to the back of his neck to soothe the sting. Randy and Marlon left you both at the table to enjoy.
You looked down at your plate picking up your fork, the smell of food filling your nose.
“Ouuu Jackie baby, these are my favorites…” You did a little dance in your chair, shimmying your upper half, still looking at your plate, contemplating where to start.
Jackie watched you with a smile on his face, waiting to pick up his fork. He loved seeing you happy, he loved that he succeeded in making you happy on your special day.
You both ate your food, amazing really. You took the time to take in everything he had done and you couldn't be happier.
“Whew,” You breathed out, putting down your fork, "I'm full.” you sat back in your seat.
“Full already?” Jackie asked, raising his eyebrow. “Thats a shame.”
“Dont shame me, boy.” You giggled.
You picked up the champagne bottle deciding to finish off your meal with a final glass.
“Hello, pretty lady and Boyfriend.” Janet and Michael had returned, a grin wore on Michael’s face.
“Hello Janet,” You replied.
“We are back with the bill,” She replied, holding out a white turned over notecard.
“Oh, really,” You said, playing along. You took the card, flipping it over, the message immediately making you bust out in laughter.
‘Happy Birthday, we and boyfriend love you.’ Her handwriting was printed in pink pen, with scribbled pink hearts all around.
“You can thank our gourmet chef, Latoya, for the drawings.” Janet said, placing her hands behind her back.
“Thank you Janet, I love you guys too.” You extended your arms, offering her a hug.
Janet came closer hugging you back. Janet pulled away, scurrying back towards the house, leaving Michael outside.
You and Jackie both stood up, Jackie picking up your bouquet.
“Heres your real card, from the Jacksons.” Michael said playfully, offering you a red envelope, rolling his eyes in regards to Janet.
He gave you a hug and before pulling away, you gave him a kiss on the cheek, leaving a lipstick mark.
You and Jackie were led back inside by Michael, Tito and Jermaine following behind in the distance. You both delivered your goodbyes and thankyou’s for the amazing night. All Jackie’s siblings were left with a red lipstick mark on their cheeks that night, a token of your gratitude.
After dinner, The drive back from Hayvenhurst was quiet, filled with the soft music playing from his radio. The joy you felt lingering, replaying over and over again. You both decided to go back to his place..figures.. Your momma was right, you weren't coming home tonight.
The lights were dimmed, the many candles around the room kissing your bodies in a warm golden hue.
Jackie pulled you into a deep kiss, holding your body close. He pulled away, looking into your eyes with deep love.
"You're so beautiful, mama." Jackie's voice was low as he caressed your cheek with the back of his hand.
God, he was so handsome. You began to grow excited as you bunched the atmosphere together. The romance was growing rapidly, a magnetic pull establishing between you two.
"Thank you, baby." You grabbed his loose collar, pulling him back down to your face and placing a loving kiss on his lips. Jackie's lips began to chase yours as he melted into you.
You both pulled away, out of breath, your chest lightly heaving.
Jackie took your hand, pulling you both down to the soft duvet laid out on the floor.
Sinking into the softness, your weight settled to your hip, your legs bent, your dress creating a beautiful stream. Such a beautiful sight to Jackie; you looked like a princess tonight. His princess...even though this dress was about to come off.
Jackie began to run a hand down the fabric that was lightly hugging your body.
"Such a beautiful dress," he started, before connecting his gaze to yours. "I don't want it to get messed up." he tilted his head to the side, his hand falling to your hip.
"What?" you lightly giggled. You were suddenly very intrigued.
“We gotta take it off, mama.” His voice was low and husky, his hunger beginning to grow stronger as each moment passed by.
“Then you should take it off me.” Your voice was weighted with sultriness. You placed a hand on his hard chest, using him to stabilize yourself as you turned around.
There was silence before you felt Jackie’s big hands on your shoulders, your body being disturbed with a shiver running down your spine. He placed soft warm kisses on the back of your neck, moving to your shoulders. Before continuing, his hand found the silver zipper running down the back of your dress.
Jackie didn't wait, he continued to kiss the newly exposed skin. Soft kisses being planted down your bare back.
He continued to peel the dress off of you, until you were left in your panties.
“Lay down for me mama.” he lightly nudged your shoulders, pushing you down from your position.
You lay on your belly, as Jackie stepped away for a second, gathering his needs leaving you in the room alone. Your eyes traced the room, taking in the ambience he had planned for you both, slowly kicking your feet in the air.
You heard shuffling as he came back into the room, keeping your attention ahead.
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Notes ⋆ Sorry this took so freaking long, i think I got writer's block mid-writing, and I wrote it out of order. ANDD I wanted to name this after Touch by j5 so BADD, but Miguel convinced me more. Gotta save it for next time, it seems (4 JERMAINE)
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